The main worlds of Super God Academy and The Outcast
He was once a practitioner of the demonic path, yet his heart was full of compassion. He killed without batting an eye, yet countless people held him in high regard. Though he stood alone, a million ghost soldiers lay in wait at his command. Times had changed, and China’s revival came early.
Black armor veils half the galaxy, twin wings fill the heavens and sweep away all dust.
The Netherworld God of Death sees the future, while Lingxiao and Reina seem like old friends.
The divine monkey’s bow casts a curved shadow in the frost, and the treasured blade is honed fierce, its edge catching the sun.
The Netherworld and demons plot together, Kaisha falls, and Rose slips secretly into enemy territory.
At Luoyang, the tomb of the giant heroes holds their brave souls; red flags and black armor protect the people.
Illusions flash across the Mangdang Mountains, dazzling the eyes. Armies rise from the lowly to fight the gods.
Huaye gathers his followers in the Jade Palace atop the steep peaks, seeking to restore the Celestial Court and force his former subjects back into service.
China’s spirit warriors have a thousand duties to attend to, but tell me, has Brother Xin ever feared anyone?
A single letter says only that we’ll risk our lives together. Cut it into eight pieces, and who cares what happens to the rest?
Justice will not yield beneath the celestial stars. The galaxy pours from the heavens as a sword descends.
No sooner had one memorial been submitted than another followed. Now witness thunder’s fury, weighing ten thousand jun.
The bright moon hangs overhead, and murderous intent stirs at dawn. It was the height of the locust-tree season, when ambition overflowed but the fighting was not yet done. We must not advance with weapons raised recklessly.
The three armies gathered mightily in the East Sea, while the Taotie watched the southern coast. Outrage stirred in every direction, and spears rose on all sides. The Nine Provinces became a chariot, the sky a seal, and a gleaming sword pointed toward the dawn-lit galaxy.
He draws his bow with the force of thunder, and his arrows unleash calamity and devastation. His eyes burn with a cold red light, his heart a torch, and his blood-red brows bear down eternally upon the peerless heroes of heaven.
Cross the line, ford rivers and seas, and breach the Great Wall. Wherever the mighty wind points, we shall maneuver across the world, stopping nowhere. Let all four corners hear this: do not say you were not warned in advance!
I'll give it five stars first. Although there is a possibility of a bad ending, according to my analysis, although the world of this book is a bit chaotic, the subsequent plot should be exciting. I have read the description of the void in another book. The foreshadowing left by the author in the past is definitely related to Karl's research on the void [face covering] It is worth looking forward to.